Xuanyuan Chengfeng was not surprised when he saw this, and explained with a smile: "Young Master Jiu's temperament has always been like this, please don't be surprised, Mrs. Fu."
After saying that, he pulled Fu Chen around, took a few steps forward, and came to the second seat on the right.
This is a tall woman dressed in black.
He is in his twenties, has long hair tied into a ponytail, has beautiful facial features and is full of heroic spirit.
"Senior Brother Xuanyuan is right. With such appearance, even I, as a woman, can't help but feel jealous."
Before he could be introduced, the other party had already stood up and spoke.
He cupped his fists and saluted Fu Chen, and said with a smile: "Beauty Fu, my little lady Xie Ling'er."
Fu Chen greeted him with a smile and returned the greeting with fists in his arms.
Xuanyuan Chengfeng introduced from the side: "Ling'er comes from Xuantian Academy, is a Grandmaster, and is one of the top ten beauties on both the contemporary beauty list and the Phoenix list."
"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, don't mention Ling'er's false reputation in front of Meiren Fu."
After Xie Ling'er finished speaking with a smile, she sat down at her seat.
Later, Xuanyuan Chengfeng introduced two more people to Fu Chen according to the order of seats.
The genius disciples of Yangtian Academy, Yin Xu and Teng Shijie, are also at the master level.
Then, Fu Chen and the two arrived in front of Chi Xiao's seat.
Xuanyuan Chengfeng smiled and said: "Fu Meiren, this one doesn't need any further introduction."
Chi Xiao took the initiative to stand up, waved his hand boldly and said with a smile: "No need, no need. Well, I already met Fu Chen just now."
Fu Chen bowed politely and shouted: "Princess Chixiao!"
Chi Xiao looked at Xuanyuan Chengfeng and said politely: "Senior Brother Xuanyuan is here as a guest. How about Chi Xiao introduce me to him next?"
"Princess Chixiao, as the master, is naturally more suitable than Chengfeng. It's so rewarding."
Xuanyuan Chengfeng nodded in agreement and his words were very polite.
He nodded and smiled at Fu Chen and returned to his seat.
Chi Xiao moved away from the table, came to Fu Chen, patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Fu Chen, come with me."
Under the personal guidance and introduction of Princess Chixiao, Fu Chen got to know more geniuses from various schools.
There is Xu Qingyu from Yantian Academy, a ninth-level practitioner, gentle and gentle, who doesn't talk much.
Tang Xuan of Qingtian Academy has a ninth-level cultivation, elegant appearance, and bold personality.
Wen Qian'er from Zhutian Academy has a ninth-grade cultivation level. She looks quiet and well-behaved, but is fiery and enthusiastic.
Zhou Fang of Youtian Academy has a ninth-grade cultivation level, a rough and carefree personality.
Zhong Liyi from the Mintian Academy is a ninth-grade cultivator, taciturn, withdrawn and indifferent.
Qin Jun from Haotian Academy, with a ninth-grade cultivation level, a baby face and a big belly, is easy-going and friendly, and has a cheerful smile.
They are all in their early twenties, yet they are all at the ninth level of cultivation.
Recalling the words of the Nineteenth Prince that "strength is the most important thing", Fu Chen finally understood.
At this exchange banquet, the order of seats is determined only by one's own strength.
As the children of King Shang, the seats of Princess Chixiao and Prince Nineteen are obviously different.
The younger sister sits in the front seat, while the elder brother sits in the last seat.
This is the fundamental reason. If you are not strong enough, no matter what your identity is, it will be useless. You can only sit at the bottom.
While thinking about this, Fu Chen had already followed Chi Xiao to the next seat.
Chi Xiao introduced: "Fu Chen, this is Jiang Mingcong, the prince of the Fire Kingdom, a disciple of Yantian Academy, an eighth-grade cultivator..."
Jiang Mingcong didn't wait for Chi Xiao to finish speaking, and spoke in a contemptuous tone.
"Sister Chixiao, there is no need to introduce an ignorant person like me as brother."
Then, he looked Fu Chen up and down, as if he was selecting goods.
He commented jokingly: "You are really born with a good skin. No wonder cousin Sheng admires you so much."
Originally, Fu Chen was about to clasp his fists in salute, but upon hearing what the other party said, he immediately put his hands down.
"Even if my cultivation level is blocked now and I have to pretend to be an ordinary person, I will not put my hot face on other people's cold buttocks."
Fu Chen thought sneer in his heart, but pretended to be nonchalant on the surface.
Chi Xiao, who was standing aside, disagreed and asked angrily: "Jiang Mingcong, what do you mean by your words?"
Jiang Mingcong smiled calmly and said: "Sister Chixiao, please calm down. As a brother, I just tell the truth. Why should we hurt our harmony for an outsider?"
Fu Chen saw that Chi Xiao still wanted to argue, so he immediately started to persuade:
"Princess Chixiao, what this person said is correct. He and I are indeed not from the same world, so there is no need to force it."
"snort!"
Chi Xiao glanced at Jiang Mingcong angrily, turned to Fu Chen and said, "Forget it, I will introduce other heroes to you."
"No need," Fu Chen shook his head and refused, explaining with a wry smile,
"Princess Chixiao, I came here because of an accident. I will go home after my injury recovers.
I am very satisfied to be able to come here today and meet so many talented people."
Princess Chixiao looked at Fu Chen carefully and saw that his smile was bitter but his eyes were full of sincerity, so she stopped insisting.
He took a step forward, patted Fu Chen on the shoulder and said, "That's fine, that's as you wish."
Of course Princess Chixiao would not know that the bitter smile was faked by Fu Chen, but he spoke from the bottom of his heart.
Through this banquet, Fu Chen roughly understood the strength of this world, and he was indeed satisfied.
Fu Chen gratefully cupped his fists and saluted Princess Chixiao, then turned around and returned to his place.
"Wait a minute!"
A man's voice came from a nearby seat, stopping Fu Chen's steps.
Fu Chen turned around and looked back, following the sound, and saw a man in rich clothes staring at him coldly.
Seeing this, Princess Chixiao took two steps forward and came to Fu Chen to introduce him actively.
"This is Ji Ziqian, the prince of the Liang Kingdom, a disciple of the Zhutian Academy, with a seventh-grade cultivation level."
He stared at the other person with an unkind expression and asked, "Ji Ziqian, what do you want?"
Ji Ziqian looked at Chi Xiao, smiled calmly and said, "Princess Chi Xiao, don't blame her, I have no ill intentions."
"Everyone," Ji Ziqian shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention and continued:
“The Academy Disciple Banquet is intended to learn from each other and test their cultivation, but since they are all familiar with each other, it is inevitably boring.
Today, it’s rare for a new person to come here, how about we have a discussion and exchange with them?”
"Absolutely not!"
"Ji Ziqian!"
Two voices, a man's and a woman's, sounded almost at the same time, coming from the Nineteenth Prince at the bottom of the table and Princess Chixiao beside him.
The Nineteenth Prince's voice revealed urgency and worry, but Princess Chixiao's voice was angry.
Princess Chixiao pointed at Ji Ziqian and said angrily: "Don't you know that Fu Chen has no cultivation?"
"Sister Chixiao, please calm down. Brother Wei thinks there is nothing wrong with this proposal."
Jiang Mingcong came out to speak at this time and said with a smile: "If you don't have any cultivation, it's better to try others."
Ji Ziqian laughed and agreed: "Senior Brother Jiang is right, that's exactly what I meant."
Then, he stared at Fu Chen provocatively and asked: "Ms. Fu, do you dare to compete with us?"
By this time, Fu Chen also saw it.
These two people were singing and singing together, which was obviously premeditated and deliberately aimed at themselves.
However, since it is not a competition of cultivation.
There is no risk of exposure, so why are you afraid of a bird?
Fu Chen was very straightforward and replied generously: "Okay, what is the competition, and how will winning or losing be calculated?"
Ji Ziqian frowned and thought, and said in deep thought: "This... is a problem."
Jiang Mingcong suggested: "How about we try throwing dice?"
"No!" Princess Chixiao immediately refused and added, "No matter what kind of dice competition, I will not agree to it."
I don’t know if it’s because these geniuses usually lead a boring life.
As soon as they saw something interesting to watch, they all started giving suggestions enthusiastically.
"How about a dance competition?"
"Dign men should compete in drinking capacity!"
"It's still better than the audition tune!"...
I have to say, everyone’s intentions are good!
But Fu Chen's face was full of black lines, and he really wanted to point his finger at himself and ask these people.
Are you really bullying people? Do I look like I know these things?
Finally, Xuanyuan Chengfeng suggested with great interest: "How about a battle of beasts?"
"Yes, I have no objection." Princess Chixiao was the first to agree.
Then he turned around and explained to Fu Chen: "Beast fighting is when a person chooses a beast to fight on his behalf."
Fu Chen nodded in agreement and asked, "How many games will we compete in? How do we say we win or lose?"
Ji Ziqian was obviously prepared for this and immediately replied:
"Things can only be done in three, so let's compete in three games. The loser will do something within his ability in daily life for the winner, and he can't refuse or transfer it."
Seeing Fu Chen nodding in agreement, Jiang Mingcong briefly discussed with Princess Chixiao, and then sent an envoy to prepare for the beast fight.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
The four guards worked in pairs and worked together to carry the two iron cages, one large and one small, to the middle of the high platform.
Two iron cages are as high as each other.
The large iron cage was visually four meters long and two meters wide, with nothing inside.
The small iron cage is two meters long and three meters wide. The inside is divided into grids to contain the fighting animals.
When Fu Chen saw clearly the appearance of the fighting beast, he almost blurted out "fuck"!
These fighting beasts are actually a group of pigs with different colors?
I have seen fighting cocks, ducks, geese, fighting grasshoppers, oxen or ligers in my life. It was the first time I saw fighting pigs.
Sure enough, the world is full of wonders, and Fu Chen admits that he has learned a lot.
Jiang Mingcong saw Fu Chen's complex expression of surprise and confusion, smiled contemptuously, and took the initiative to introduce him.
"This is a horned pig. It is good at running, aggressive and aggressive. It cannot be kept in captivity. Its meat is of excellent quality. It is the top grade for fighting animals."
After that, he took the initiative and shouted: "Everyone, how about starting the first competition with Ziqian?"
No one had any objections, so Ji Ziqian left the table and came out, and came to the iron cage with Fu Chen.
When Fu Chen got closer, he realized that this pig was indeed different from the one he knew.
It has a single horn on its head and a mane on its back. Although it is not big, it has a majestic and majestic look.
Ji Ziqian next to him pretended to be generous and took the initiative to give in: "Fu Meiren, choose your fighting beast!"
Although he knew that the other party was deliberately targeting him, in order to keep a low profile, Fu Chen didn't bother to worry too much.
I walked around the iron cage, observed it carefully, and without hesitation chose one that was all black.
Then it was Ji Ziqian's turn. He had been observing from the side just now, selected a gray one, and asked the guards to put it into the large iron cage.
Later, there was a person who specialized in animal fighting and was responsible for provoking a fight between two horned pigs.
It must be said that the appearance of this kind of pig, called the horned pig, is very deceiving.
After being slightly stimulated, it immediately becomes ferocious and explodes.
They fought with each other until their heads were bloody and their skin was torn, but they never shied away from giving in.
Everyone watched intently. Some seats were far away and they left their seats to watch from a closer place.
The two horned pigeons fought bloody for about five or six minutes, and everyone saw clearly what was going on in the iron cage.
The outcome of this first battle between beasts will be revealed soon.